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(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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Truth or Dare (Chapter 3)
By Naive, shattered_mind@hotmail.com

	Roger laid there and tried to sleep, but he couldn't: His balls ached with 
an intensity that he had never know before, and he couldn't finish what Jenny 
had started. Even his erection seemed to balk at him. He tried hard to think of 
anything but sex, but his mind kept coming back to it. The vent over the bed 
blew cold air across the saliva covering his cock. He could find no peace. 
Pulsing with a life of it's own it begged to be finished off. The creak of the 
door and the small click of the lock was all the noise he needed to know that 
someone had entered the room. He could hear clothes ruffling as the bed sagged 
to his left. A pair of legs straddled his chest and he could feel the warm lips 
of her pussy rubbing up and down. Slowly the blindfold was lifted and Ginger 
smiled down at him.

	"Hey, big guy. Ready for a treat?" Letting her long blond hair run down 
his face and tickle his chest. "I was going to come in here and talk to you 
about Teresa - you see I'm nosy; I heard it all. Such a bad boy." Leaning back 
she grabbed a hold of his balls. Roger got an eye full though, Ginger's breasts 
were large and firm and she had a large clit that stood out from it's hood. She 
smiled as she watched his fascination. She'd never been with a guy that didn't 
want to just jump into bed and get it over with. She couldn't understand how 
they could want it so much, but want to get it over so quickly. 'Men', guess 
she'd never understand them. "Like what you see?" Roger's attention was 
definitely not on what she was saying until she repeated it with a tight grip. 
Roger could only nod as he tried hard to fight the pain. She let go and started 
to ramble on how guy's always did. She was just an object to them, but this time 
she could turn it around make him the object. He was her toy for now.

	Leaning forward she looked into his eyes she could see fear deep in them, 
but he was trying hard to not let it show. Ginger felt a little sorry for him. 
She wasn't sure if she could deal with the situation as well as he was. Licking 
her index finger she rubbed away the white streaks left by his tears. Ginger 
laid across his chest, his warmth infusing her body. Roger could feel her 
breasts pressing against him, his hormones raging; how could he be like this? It 
was like his body had a mind of it's own: no control what so ever. He closed his 
eyes and tried hard not to cry, but still they came. Everything in his life was 
out of his control. It was hard to take. Ginger let her tongue flick across his 
warm salty tears.

	"You know you're such a strong young man." Ginger whispered in his ear. "I 
could never deal with what you must be at the moment. I don't think I'd even 
really be here. My mind would of flipped I'm sure." With that she kissed him on 
the lips her tongue playing across his. "Don't worry it's ok to cry." She kissed 
each of his closed eyes. Reaching down she picked up the condom that she had dug 
from her purse. She tore the wrapper open and placed it in her mouth. She slowly 
slid the condom down over his pulsing meat. Her teeth tight to his shaft as her 
tongue played lightly over the ends to smooth it down. Roger could only grind 
his teeth as the sensation crept up his spine. Everything felt so intense, so 
unreal. "Now it's time for your prize." Ginger lowered herself onto his cock and 
started to pump her hips. He felt so good in her: her cunt grabbed his rod and 
pulled it deep into her. Ginger loved the feeling of power - this feeling of 
control. Reaching behind her she grab his balls and put some of her weight on 
them. She used them to help her lean back and take him how she wanted him. Roger 
bit hard into his tongue to keep from screaming out - it hurt so much but felt 
so good at the same time. It was hard to handle all the conflicts that kept 
popping into his life of late. Ginger slid up and down on his hard cock and she 
could feel the wetness in her building. It started to drip from her lips and 
down her legs. This was the best sex of her life. She could fall in love with 
this guy. Especially if he let her get the power trip from him to. Her legs 
started to shake as a wave of orgasms came over her. She could feel her clit 
pulsing as she slammed down harder and harder on him. Roger had to yell out as 
he came; Ginger's grip had become vice like, as she lost all control. All she 
could think about was her orgasms, over and over she slammed him deep into her. 
Her grip like iron. Roger's eyes fluttered and he could feel consciousness 
falling away. The pain and pleasure was just too much for him. But, it stopped 
as she let go, and hugged him close. Roger could just hold on. His erection died 
in her and his balls hurt like hell, but it was nice to be able to cum.

	Suddenly their was a pounding on the door.

	"Ginger are you all right, Ginger?!", Jenny yelled as she fought with the 
handle. Ginger got up and pulled the condom off of Roger and tossed it in the 
wastebasket beside the dresser. Calmly she walked to the door and unlock it. The 
door burst open as the other girls started piling in. Ginger was almost glowing 
and was very content.

	"Everything great, thanks for asking." All the other girls could do was 
gape. Not only were they sure what she did she had no problems being naked in 
front of them. "Like what you see?" Roger's muscles tightened as she said that. 
He was sure that in the end he was going to get it for any off remarks the other 
girls made. One by one they all shot Roger dirty looks, like it was his fault, 
except for Ginger who seemed content to just relax.

	"All right,  well have no more sneaking into the room to play with the 
captive. Got it?"

	"Sorry, Jenny I thought that it was okay after you did it." Jenny winced. 
She didn't  know that anyone had seen her go in, or had Roger told her. He would 
answer to her tomorrow for his big mouth. All the other girls looked to her. She 
couldn't help but blush. "I just came in to talk to him to make sure he was 
going to be nicer to us is all." Teresa was the only one that knew what she was 
really talking about, but the other girls could figure - they were all nosy and 
liked to gossip. "Since that's settled we can get to the fun we had planed." 
Jenny reached down and grabbed Roger's sac. A wave of pain washed through him; 
he knew that the hurt but not that bad. Everything went white as he screamed in 
pain and passed out.

	"Jesus, Jenny you didn't have to hurt him like that." Melissa said in 
shock, but Jenny was in just as much shock as the rest of them.

	"I didn't do anything. Wow, they do look swollen though. What did you do 
to him Ginger."

	"I guess I got carried away." Ginger grimaced. "Is he going to be okay?" 
Jenny motioned for Angie to take a look. Slowly she squeezed and prodded Roger's 
nuts like she knew what she was doing then nodded to herself.

	"Have no idea ... but my brothers are pretty tough he said he got hit with 
a baseball there once and he's still fine" Angie quipped.

	"Great!" Jenny started ushering the other girls out. "I guess that we'll 
have to wait till morning to have more fun." With that all the girls headed off 
to sleep.

	Morning came and so did sobriety. Most of the girls couldn't believe what 
they had done. But, nothing would change it, so they decided to finish what they 
had started and go on with the plans that they had already set.

(c) 2002 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)
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